& We're Off

To Dublin I Go

Well… off I go. Out into the world. I’m making this Substack as a place I can go to process my thoughts and keep people up-to-date on the goings on in my life. If you’d like to subscribe, go ahead, if not, pop on here at your leisure.

How do I feel?

I don’t know that anticipation is a feeling, but that’s been the word I’ve gone back to this whole last month. I feel like I’m in the elevator, waiting to get to my floor. On the edge of the cliff, preparing to jump. My words have been so repetitive. I’ve talked about this so much. I can’t miss people until I do. I can’t know what a place is like until I’m there. It’s all the anticipation, burbling up, ready to dissipate… ready to explode.

One thing I do know is… I’m grateful for transition. It has been exhausting to wake up every morning for the last year thinking of what I can do next in service of this move, but all that work got me here, and I have learned so much.

How GD lucky am I to have parents who welcomed me home for eight months without a beat of hesitation? They created a comfortable, encouraging place for me to feel stable while I apply for jobs, save money, and say my goodbyes. To go from the chaos of traveling for film and hoping for another paycheck to the steadiness of living with them… it’s hard to even explain how necessary and calming and clarifying that was. Thank you, mom and dad. Thank you for giving me a roof and space to decompress. I love you.

And to my friends.. Damn, how lucky I am for goodbyes and see ya laters to be so difficult. Thank you for cheering me on. For listening to me. For processing with me. For encouraging me. Please stay in touch. It’s been said people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Whatever category you fall into, I’m grateful our paths have crossed. I have genuinely learned from each of you. Cheers to all our adventures ahead!

It does feel weird to be leaving my country at a time of such turmoil. I hope to gain some perspective. I don’t really even know what to say other than, lean on your communities. Hold tight to your morals and weather this storm the best you can.

Now I’m that girl at the airport with three checked bags, wading into the unknown. We get one go at this life thing. I’m grateful to be able to ride the ebbs and the flows. It’s time now to lean in, all the way.

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